The Art Wall. I think that's what this post is about.

This is the way my dining room wall looked before the boys came home to us. I never realized anything was missing.

Until our boys came home, trailing bits of art projects & pipe cleaners & random inexplicable bits of things. Rocks. Lots of rocks. All sorts of things that I didn't realize I needed in my life.

Now the wall is full. When I didn't even know that anything was missing from it just a few short months ago.

We are still talking about the wall, right?

Just checking.